by neutralfleur
we’ve been planning this for months: putting quarters into jars, typing up schedules on a draft, scribbling notes on to loose leaf, collecting summer shirts, shorts for exploring, skirts for running, we’ve done it all
i have amassed a collection of postcards from travelling they hang on walls that are my own, they sit on desks of friends, i have stamps glued into a notebook that flips between sketches and memories i hope to do the same in my own country
we shall choose our car wisely the one that we can all comfortably fit in and drive until the sun hovers over the horizon daring us to carry on
we don’t know if we’ll use hotels or even hostels it depends which way the wind takes us i’ll bring a polaroid camera you’ll buy the film and memories will litter our bags
we’ll stroke the sea climb the hills sing to the waves hold the earth burn the dead branches into ashes so that life can start anew
right before another ending takes us by the throats and throws us into a new beginning i’ll hold you both like wild flowers like moments i’m about the press delicately
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